Not thing better
Not thing good.

Love is sick?

or love is not sack?

From morning till night everyday had gotten into you looking, cell phone screen computer screen.
By doing this will be the sun sets and hurts my eyes.

Past dream
Present dream
Future dream

Waiting for.
I will love that.
Would now like watching
And miss you.
I want to say I'm sorry, love you, thank you. Every day.